At the stairs landing he turned off the light and locked the door. He went out the back kitchen door and waited five minutes. After five minutes he went across the street and fleeted soundlessly by the side of the house. Going into the kitchen took him thirty seconds, going up the carpeted stairs only fifteen. The bathroom door was ajar and the steam was pouring out in waves. She was humming to herself and he recognized the melody of the first of act in Othello, where Iago scornfully declares only a fool would drown himself for love of a woman. He stepped close to the door and saw her reflection moving on the foggy mirror.
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